Autumn Roar

-You can hear the rumble coming from the jungle on the bank

-You can hear the helmets smashing with the fury of a tank

-Eleven warriors brave and bold, assassins dressed to kill

-In scarlet and gray they make their way, an iron-fisted will

-There's no smell like the Horseshoe on a late October day

-When Buckeyes roam and make it known whose house you're in today

-I've been down to the Bayou, where the noise can make you shake

-I've been to Auburn and T-Town too, where eardrums nearly break

-Knoxville competes with the decibel peak, Penn State and Georgia too

-But all go under to the sound of the thunder, that roars from the mighty Shoe

-The heart of it all, in your heart it still calls, there's only O-HI-O

-A noise that thrills and gives you chills, the one that conquers fall